I'm here, I'm here. On another planet. How's it with you. On your planet?. . All was surreal. On this planet. I felt so regal. It was so romantic. . Now, it's all changed.
All she could ask for. How could she want more?. Down by the river. Her body lies cold. . Dream me an empire. Dream me ocean floor. Dream me an alibi.
He Moa Kane (ancient Hawaiian riddle). . Above is red -- below is red. hear the ringing voice.... a strutting rooster.
Can I Pose A Question?. How Do You Kill What Is Dead?. I Just Shoot From The Hip. And I Aim For The Head. . He Used To Be Your Friend. That Was Another Life.
Alright, everybody, sit down, quiet down, listen up. I have brought you all here today to recite the annual obituaries.. Like, every year we'll start with A and we'll end with Z..
Here it comes again. Another collision. Life changing decision. Why can't you see. The magnitude. Of what it's doing to me. You're taking it lightly. .
Smoke had died across the land.. Morning shook my weary head.. I don't know where I'm goin', hardly where I've been.. Ain't no lord above who'd grant pardon on my sins..
[INTRO: CRAW]. La da da da da, uh,. La da da da da, yeah. . [VERSE 1: CRAW]. She didn't have a heart, she had an empty box,. Did what I said, I programmed her thoughts,.
I am no feeble Christ, not me. He hangs in glib delight upon his cross, above my body. Christ forgive, forgive?. I vomit for you, Jesu, shit forgive. .
-D'ya know what I just realized?. -Hm. . He ain't thick, its just a trick. . -Ya that's good. -Hm. -Should we uhh play the whole lot now?. . Their arms have been steel.
The Angels are on T.V. tonight. Grey puke, celluloid shit. The army have sent a mission to Ireland. Just to see to it. Kojack is on the streets again.
We burn our mistakes and we watch as they burn.. We've been here so long, we've got nothing to learn. And we put all the nastiest bits in your media bag.
Living by himself alone in this world. Left his home for the love of a girl. He knew better than everyone around. Here he lives broken underground. . And he says, "I don't care if you write me a letter.
Try to get up, go at it again. Never gained a thing, letting others win. Fear is nothing but self-defeat. Might as well just lie down in the street. .
I'm still young, but I know my days are numbered. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 and so on. But a time will come, when these numbers have all ended. And all I've ever seen will be forgotten.
Here comes Dick, he's wearing a skirt. Here comes Jane, you know, she's sportin' a chain. Same hair, a revolution, same build, evolution. Tomorrow who's gonna fuss?.
We turn out water into wine. It's something we do all the time. It doesn't cost a single dime. And it's beautiful, yes, it's beautiful. . Our glasses, never just half full.
I sit each morning, look at my empty notebook. The room is quiet, the air conditioning sounds like rain falling. Manic-depressive composer Robert Schumann, when he could not write.
Do something for me, boys. If I should die at sea, boys. Write a little note, boys. Set it off afloat, saying. . Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls.
I was walking through the country. And passing through lovely scenery. When I came upon some rotting remains. And though the carcass was wormy. Well, after all, it's all part of nature's art of cleaning.